"Hey hija, what's wrong?", the sounds of my father interacted my mind. "Nothing papa", I replied. "This is Neu our fellow neighbor, they will be temporarily here in our house as an evacuation for the safety of his family, treat him as your brother", my father say.
I am shocked and speechless, there's no little sounds of voice. I trice chewed my saliva. I never wonder why I am speechless, and weakened and shy. In fact I am older than him a years as I thought.
One key I must sure- his eyes!
His eyes while he looked those flower! There's a full of sensation; bravery, courage and hope. Yes a hope!, a hope that those storm will end. But no, it is not! the hope that I thought was the contrast. For he was enjoyed the moment while he looked those tiny creatures.